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Day Two hundred and Thirty-Six:  A Day Late and Missing A Desk

This past summer has really shown me that although I do not appreciate conventional sitting at a desk (because while in England I sat on my bed and used my chair as storage for my laptop but remained settled at a desk regardless)a desk to rest my laptop for writing, tv watching, and other activities is necessary.  I do realise I could just move around my room in Waterloo so that my desk sat near my bed and solve all of these problems, but I’m moving in three days, so it makes more sense to me to just work on it for when I move back to school. 

It’s not that I don’t enjoy siting “conventionally” at a desk, I just prefer to cross my legs and if any chair does not permit me from doing so I end up a little confused in the act of sitting properly.  That’s why as I write at this moment I sit cross legged on an unmade bed with an “industrial” fan blowing in my face and the BareNaked Ladies playing, because that’s just how it works for me I sit as though in meditation and let my fingers type away and say what they need to say, as opposed to analysing every bit of word that comes out.  His is different than any other writing that I do (well, any other “conventional” writing) so it makes sense that I prefer to sit this way on my hours off.  I think it’s all a matter of mindset, though.  I’m just set in my ways is all.

But for now I will continue to bed-write and on Wednesday I will continue to develop my projects from a desk, a newly organised, positioned, and cleaned desk that will be ready for anything this term has to throw at me.  Which at this point contains more random creativity than I’ll admit on here, but I am ready to take on some challenges.

What else is new, really?

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